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	“Hello?  Anyone there?”  Jeffery Zimmerman shouted out into the darkness.  As far as his eyes could see, there was a pitch blackness that shrouded the surrounding area, wherever that area was.  In fact, he could not even see his own hand, even if it were inches away from his hands.   There was a biting, chilling breeze flowing through the air.  Not enough to make the young man uncomfortable, but just enough to make it feel nippy.  Jeffery was terrified to move a single inch because he did not know where he was going.  What if he were to fall off a cliff or sink into a deep lake?  There was no way for him to know if something was coming in his path.

	In fact, Jeffery was not sure how he got into this abysmal place.  Last thing he remembered was the mummy arising from its sarcophagus and stumbling slowly over towards his fellow archaeologists.  Then a purple light engulfed him for a moment.  Once the purple light was gone, Jeffery could only see darkness and could only hear an almost deafening silence.  However, the young archaeologist was not quite sure he was pleased to hear that silence broken.

	[color=8B008B][i]“Jeffery Zimmerman.”[/i][/color] An eerie voice cried out in the distance.  When Jeffery turned to see what was the source of that voice, all that he could see were two purple, glowing eyes piercing through the darkness.

	Jeffery could feel a chill run down his spine.  He did not know whether he should acknowledge the voice because whatever had just called out to him knew his full name.  Was it something hostile?

	[color=8B008B][i]“Jeffery Zimmerman,”[/i][/color] The voice called out again, [color=8B008B][i] “I know you are there.  For I can sense the aura of your living soul.” [/i][/color]

	Now Jeffery was freaking out.  Sensing one’s soul?  Where the hell was he?  The better question was what was speaking to him?  As the seconds melted away while Jeffery waited in the blinding darkness, the two purple eyes slowly crept forward.  Once these beacons of purple light had gotten closer, Jeffery could discern a face on which those eyes were attached.  However, the terrified archaeologist realized that this person did not have a normal flesh tone, since it was green.  

	With every step this being took, the more clear his appearance became.  His chin was covered with what would have been known as an Egyptian fake beard that is usually seen in depictions of the Pharaohs.  On his head rested a white hedjet that was flanked with two ostrich feathers.  Even with the darkness, the white of the being’s headgear and his garments began to shine despite the lack of light.  The man, or at least he was anthropomorphic, easily towered over Jeffery, or any human for the matter.

	[color=8B008B][i]“You and your colleagues have unwittingly unleashed an evil upon this world.  Even though the rivalry between my son, Horus, and my brother, Set, has been long settled, this sorcerer devoted to Set is ignorant to this conclusion.  Due to your crime, you shall be put to the task of stopping this danger.  Fortunately, you are an apt participant for this task.  Just like my son, you have lost your father to the power of Set.”[/i][/color]

	“What?  My father is dead?”  Jeffery exclaimed, since he was ignorant to this fact until now because he had been teleported to this location before Sethotep attacked his other colleagues.  However, the giant, green man ignored Jeffery’s cries, but instead he continued his train of thought.

	[color=8B008B][i]“Therefore, I shall bestow my powers upon you.”[/i][/color]  Another column of purple light ascended from the ground and engulfed Jeffery.  However, this time it was not for teleportation.  The light pierced into Jeffery’s body, changing him inside and out.  Once the pillar of light had ceased, it was quite clear that Jeffery, as he was a few seconds ago, no longer stood there.  A falcon’s head now sat upon Jeffery’s shoulders.  Golden armor now clung to his torso, while a white tunic was draped down to his ankles.

	[color=8B008B][i]“Do you know what to do?”[/i][/color]  The mysterious, green-skinned being asked the recently transformed Jeffery.  All what he received from Jeffery was a nod.  [color=8B008B][i]“Then go, my Son of Osiris.”[/i][/color]  Then in a blink of an eye, Jeffery, now the Son of Osiris, used his empowered staff to teleport himself out of the realm of Osiris, the underworld and back to the Valley of the Kings.